Due to exploring, exercising and being too freezingly numb to type, I haven’t updated my blog for a while! So apologies for that.
I have, however, got a multitude of photographs to explain where I have been and what I have been up to.
The weather here has gone from the pretty typical winter cold that we are used to in England, to minus double numbers! I was looking longingly at the snowy pictures of Sunderland one day, to waking up to a white world outside the window the next. The snow has found Toronto, and boy does it like it here. We have experienced -22 some days, and the warmest it has been all week is about -13. It’s just gone winter crazy round these parts… and I have to say, I am loving it! 😀
Saturday has always been my favourite. I get to spend all day with my husband, watching football and having a drink. The only thing is now that we are in Toronto it is a whole different kind of brilliant!
Instead of the match kicking off at 3pm, it’s 10am. Instead of having a couple before the game, having a 90 minute break then going out for the night afterwards, we drink throughout the game and carry on afterwards. Instead of spending too much, we spend FAR too much!
So when we wake up on Sunday morning groggy and with banging heads, we always vow ‘Never again!’ But what we really mean is ‘Can’t wait for next weekend.’
As great as Toronto is, and even though we have had the most wonderful time there, where better to spend the holidays than at home with family and friends? Dorothy got it spot on with her famous statement, there really is no place like home.
The 4th December. My birthday, and officially the best advent calendar door to open, bar none. Getting a year older becomes less of a celebration once you’ve hit and partied away your 21st birthday, but spending it in Toronto really takes the edge off, it has to be said! 😀
Exciting. Apparently, you can’t come to Toronto without visiting Niagara Falls, so that is exactly what we did this weekend!
An early start on Saturday saw us watching the Sunderland match at 7.45am (the less said about that the better) and then getting wrapped up in our winter woollies, packing our case and heading off on our first Canadian roadtrip 😀
After nearly a full week of resting up and taking it easy out here in Toronto, I was feeling good. So good in fact, that we thought we would celebrate by starting the weekend early and having a few little Thursday night drinks! We had a lot of plans this weekend, so I was definitely pleased to be on the mend.
We woke early on Remembrance Sunday, having planned on going to the Old City Hall for the service, Colour Parties march parade and laying of the wreaths. We may not be in England today, like normal, but we still wanted to make sure we paid our respects to the fallen heroes.
Driving from the airport, winding down from the stresses of the journey from Hell and seeing the skyline of Downtown Toronto through the hazey mist gave me just the buzz I needed!
We were both very excited to see where we would be living for the next 5 weeks; up until this point Phil had been staying in a hotel close to the airport, waiting for me to arrive. But now we were headed to our new Toronto home and couldn’t wait to find it! I was in charge of directions, much to the horror of all of my male readers I am sure! So finding it wasn’t exactly the smooth sailing ride we were both hoping for. Canadian roads are tricky! That’s my story and I am sticking to it.